Job 30

Job 30Amplified Bible (AMP)

Job’s Present State Is Humiliating

30 “But now those younger than I mock and laugh at me,Whose fathers I refused to put with the sheepdogs of my flock.2 “Indeed, how could the strength of their hands profit me?Vigor had perished from them.3 “They are gaunt with want and famine;They gnaw the dry and barren ground by night in [the gloom of] waste and desolation.4 “They pluck [and eat] [a]saltwort (mallows) among the bushes,And their food is the root of the broom shrub.5 “They are driven from the community;They shout after them as after a thief.6 “They must dwell on the slopes of [b]wadisAnd in holes in the ground and in rocks.7 “Among the bushes they cry out [like wild animals];Beneath the prickly scrub they gather and huddle together.8 “They are the sons of [worthless and nameless] fools,They have been driven out of the land.

9 “And now I have become [the subject of] their taunting;Yes, I am a [c]byword and a laughingstock to them.10 “They hate me, they stand aloof from me,And do not refrain from spitting in my face.11 “For God has loosed His bowstring [attacking me] and [He has] afflicted and humbled me;They have cast off the bridle [of restraint] before me.12 “On my right the [rabble] brood rises;They push my feet away, and they build up their ways of destruction against me [like an advancing army].13 “They break up and clutter my path [upsetting my plans],They profit from my destruction;No one restrains them.14 “As through a wide breach they come,Amid the crash [of falling walls] they roll on [over me].15 “Terrors are turned upon me;They chase away my honor and reputation like the wind,And my prosperity has passed away like a cloud.

16 “And now my soul is poured out within me;The days of affliction have seized me.17 “My bones are pierced [with aching] in the night season,And the pains that gnaw me take no rest.18 “By the great force [of my disease] my garment (skin) is disfigured and blemished;It binds about me [choking me] like the collar of my coat.19 “God has cast me into the mire [a swampland of crisis],And I have become [worthless] like dust and ashes.20 “I cry to You for help, [Lord,] but You do not answer me;I stand up, but You [only] gaze [indifferently] at me.21 “You have become harsh and cruel to me;With the might of Your hand You [keep me alive only to] persecute me.22 “You lift me up on the wind and cause me to ride [upon it];And You toss me about in the tempest and dissolve me in the storm.23 “For I know that You will bring me to deathAnd to the house of meeting [appointed] for all the living.

24 “However, does not one falling in a heap of ruins stretch out his hand?Or in his disaster [will he not] therefore cry out for help?25 “Did I not weep for one whose life was hard and filled with trouble?Was not my heart grieved for the needy?26 “When I expected good, then came evil [to me];And when I waited for light, then came darkness.27 “I am seething within and my heart is troubled and cannot rest;Days of affliction come to meet me.28 “I go about mourning without comfort [my skin blackened by disease, not by the heat of the sun];I stand up in the assembly and cry out for help.29 “I am a brother to [howling] jackals,And a companion to ostriches [which scream dismally].30 “My skin falls from me in blackened flakes,And my bones are burned with fever.31 “Therefore my lyre (harp) is used for [the sound of] mourning,And my flute for the [sound of the] voices of those who weep.